How can I kill thee? Let me count the ways.
With firearm, with sniper’s aim, with gun
Close laid to hand when my quick temper frays,
Laid low by aircraft on a bombing run,
By majesty of justice bent to end
A life, by lethal intervenous dose
Or hangman’s noose, or an envenomed blend
Within a glass which brings the a dios.
So many ways! By implement, by hand,
With social sanction or with criminal
Intent. Such vast destruction we have planned
That we abide in a condition liminal.
Too many and too easy for my will
To take a life, despite, “Thou shalt not kill.”